People are moving out from my dorm floor. The process is loud, but hopefully I’ll have a restful last night once they’re gone. I wish I had gotten closer to my floormates, but they live their lives very differently from how I live mine. I’m a social person at heart, but because I don’t drink, I miss out on a lot of the socializing that happens here. Hopefully next year will be better. Right now, I just want it to be tomorrow evening. One more final and I’m done with the most stressful year of my life.
What is a stress cupcake?
This is a stress cupcake. My friend gave it to me as a Christnukkah gift last December. When I’m having a particularly difficult time coping with studying or life in general, I squeeze the living hell out of this thing.
But sometimes, a stress cupcake just isn’t enough. Sometimes, you just have to let it all out. And what better place to do that than the internet? This is the beginning of an exercise I hope will be cathartic when I need it to be and funny at times, too.
I’ve failed horribly every time I’ve tried to keep a diary. While this probably won’t be quite so personal as that, I just might be able to maintain it. And the best part? People get to respond. I want to get opinions and advice. Hear stories. And offer guidance to others if they want it.
So here I go. I hope you’ll come with me.